Quotes About Desire

Am uitat de mult gustul atâtor trupuri pe care le-am cunoscut. Asta se întâmpl? aproape tuturor b?rbaÅ£ilor : s? n-aib? amintiri calde, s? nu mai p?streze nimic din toat? magia aceea a dragostei fizice

For primitives as for the man of all pre modern societies, the sacred is equivalent to a power, and, in the last analysis, to reality. The polarity sacred – profane is often expressed as a opposition between real The Sacred and the Profane and unreal or pseudoreal. Thus it is easy to understand that religious man deeply desires to be, to participate in reality, to be saturated with power.

E foarte greu s? ai ceva cu adev?rat, s?-l capeÈ›i sau s?-l cucereÈ™ti. Mai mult ne închipuim c? posed?m decât posed?m.

Infernul e sus, a?a cum ?ti?i. Raiul e ?i mai sus, dar el nu m? intereseaz?.

Et s'il y a eu des jouvencelles pour s'éprendre d'étoiles, pourquoi ne pourrais-tu pas, toi aussi, t'éprendre de moi?...

For the record, I still know nothing about marijuana or any drug, and don't want to. My drugs are chopped liver and cheesecake - probably equally damaging, but they taste better.

On the outside, there is all the coquettish pantomime; inside there is the desperate, longing woman.

she had everything she wanted; all she had to do was convince herself that she wanted very little.

All we women have are our dreams—so of course we are dreamers.

Com és que l'esment de l'amor, el record de l'amor, el record de l'amor perdut, la promesa de l'amor, la fi de l'amor, l'absència de l'amor, la necessitat abrusadora, abrusadora d'amor, la necessitat d'estimar, desencadena tanta violència?

She once explained to me that, as a Molotschnan, she had everything she wanted; all she had to do was convince herself that she wanted very little.

What do you mean? I don't know what you're asking me. I don't remember what I am. I am what I dream. I am what I hope for. I am what I don't remember. I am what other people want me to be. I am what my kids want me to be. I am what mom wants me to be. I am what you want me to be. What do you want me to be? Don't we need to stick around to find out what we are? What do you want me to be? Oh I don't

I want her face to feel at home on an ancient coin, he said. I want her eyes to harm me.

What's a little inferno in your bonnet.

Tal y como yo lo veo, lo que hemos decidido las mujeres es que queremos, y creemos merecer, tres cosas. ¿Cuáles?, pregunta Greta. Mariche dice: Queremos que nuestros hijos estén seguros. Ha empezado a llorar en silencio y está costándole hablar, pero continúa. Queremos ser fieles a nuestra fe. Queremos pensar.

All men are in search of happiness. . . . This is the motive for men's every action, even those who are going to hang themselves.

Would a Catholic turn down the chance to visit Lourdes? Or a Muslim an opportunity to see Mecca? Well, no self-respecting criminal would pass up the offer of a week in Odessa.

Having more does not keep you from wanting more.

Life is a series of pulls back and forth. You want to do one thing, but you are bound to do somehing else. Something hurts you, yet you know it shouldn't. You take certain things for granted, even when you know you should never take anything for granted.

There is a big confusion in this country over what we want verses what we need...you need food. You want a chocolate sundae.

Kids chase the love that eludes them.

I am in love with Hope.

Desire sets our compass, but real life steers our course.

There was always a quest for more minutes, more hours, faster progress to accomplish more in each day. The simple joy of living between summers was gone.